He was Innocent.

It was dark at a midnight hour,they came out of the night.Up the the hill they trudgedto wrong a man who has only done right.He was innocentDeath he carried upon his back.It was the cross.He was innocentThey got to the topof Golgotha Hill.For it was Jesus Christthey were set out to killHe was innocentThey put up the cross,then hung the man.Who did no wrong,just taught God's plan.He was innocentNow he hung up thereand endured pain.The snapping noise,of the whip's reign.He was innocentBeat him bloody,black, and blue.They had no respectfor someone so true.He was innocent.Crown of Thornsjammed on his head.No one caredas he hung there and bled.He was innocent.They laughed and spatand made fun of him.All he chose to say was“Father, forgive them.”He was innocent.He didn't fight or rebuttal.He just lay silent.He was innocent.

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